"Improvements"
About a year ago, the city finished improvements to the Boulevard, from the highway exits by the Diamond to Broad Street. Every now and then, I go that way to get on the highway. I must report that the unsightly diagonal parking spots between traffic lanes have been replaced by weedy, trash-collecting wastelands with a few yellow daylilies stuck in for good measure. In addition, little elbows of white PVC pipe sick out every 8 inches or so; I think they are an irrigation system. I take parking over collections of snack wrappers and cigarette butts any day.

Improvements
To the garden: I waited to buy annuals for the garden because I kinda thought I had signed an agreement (in November??) to have a tree taken down, and I wanted to wait until those guys did their thing to plant delicate little flowers. Though there is no sign of the tree company (ok, ok, I will call again this week), I planted some impatiens, petunias, and a fuchsia yesterday, and they really do make the back yard look cheerier. The front porch got big pots of zinnias. If they do well, I'll have flowers for the house, too.
[Blogger's spellcheck doesn't know any flower names! That must make it hard on people who keep online garden journals.]

To the other website: Taken: Camp names on license plates.

Improvements?
At work, June 1 marks the launch of published behavior expectations for patrons: words that make it clear staff can ask you to take your cell phone outside, watch your own child, and quit enjoying pictures "harmful to minors" on that first computer screen that everyone walks by when they enter the building. I hear that some colleagues don't like even asking people to get off the phone, forget the tougher requests, and are very reluctant to enter this new world of creating "an environment friendly to all." Obviously, I worked as a camp counselor for too long: I don't think twice about asking people to get off the phone or shout less.


Capital City weather: sunny, breezy, heading up to 80